For when success a lover's toil attends, Few ask if fraud or force attain'd his ends

— Alexander Pope

Genius creates, and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius; without taste, genius is only sublime folly.

— Alexander Pope

Get place and wealth if possible with grace If not by any means get wealth and place.

— Alexander Pope

Happy the man, whose wish and Cara few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native earn his own ground.

— Alexander Pope

Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.

— Alexander Pope

Head'n from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribe'd, their present state; From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer Being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy Reason, would he skip and play? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'Ry food, And licks the hand just rail'd to shed his blood. Oh, blindness to the future! Kindly give'n, That each may fill the circle mark'd by Head'n; Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall.

— Alexander Pope

Health consists with temperance alone.

— Alexander Pope

He mounts the storm and walks upon the wind.

— Alexander Pope

He that would pun would pick a pocket.

— Alexander Pope

Hope springs eternal in the human breast.

— Alexander Pope